Enter The Arena As Your Avatar -- The Spinoff!

GDS (Luize)

GDS

I see! Well... I might keep this place a secret from at least Loki. You know him, right? He is... polite, around us, but I believe he will not offer similar courtesy to them.

Azura lips her lips a little and flick them, looking satisfied. This was a good meal. You've truly picked wisely!

Cherormromem uses a Shield module to withstand Nigredo's stomp...

But the light in his eyes fades. The Shield sparks and dissipates as his chest is crushed in, and he slams into the floor on his back, unmoving.

Luna sighs. "How disappointing."

Aldon holds out his shield to protect himself from the vengeful faerie's slash and counter with a charging bash to stun her, then a swift throat-splitting slash.

—

Toldor manages to block the last-ditch stinger attack with his bracer, but once it is done, he lowers his arms and sword, panting as he watches the faerie die.

—

Ellder Lives: 3/5

Ellder regenerates out of the Kelpie-Maidens' reach and immediately starts sprinting toward Toldor.

Too late. The flaming branch impales him to the ground.

Toldor Lives: 3/5

The moment the orc has regenerated, he turns around and swings his longsword at the Feymarshall's throat in retaliation.

Sands!

Upon noticing being targetted, URKEL ran behind the MOA's wall of sandy spikes, and swap targets, this time aiming the Orruks, since he grew disappointed at the Inklings' lack of blood.

As the rift appeared in front of him, Kove stood once more.

Curious, his reached his hand out to it, finding himself pulled into a new realm. The nine or so foot golem made only for one purpose but finding another looked about him. This place was…Alien. Foreign. He found himself in a long hall, and at the end of it an imposing figure who carried with him a sense of latent power.

"You speak highly of yourself." He noted. "But what separates you from the ignorant masses, stranger? Many sheeple declare that they are wolves. Do you have the fangs to back it up?"

Outpost

Leaving the Saurian behind, Whas'Intun broke out into a steady jog across the wooden city, taking shortcuts by way of climbing up the sides of buildings before stopping and ensuring that the two hadn't fallen to the wayside. As the trio traveled across the great testament to this Lizardman faction's unity, they came across a number of others. Wood elves and Amazons alike all walked the streets, this coalition all in the shit together. Forging a new life on this island had been far from easy goings, and it was only in recent years that they had been able to enjoy more than a few minutes of rest at a time in comfort, without anything interrupting the peace.

Finally Whas'Intun stopped in front of a temple, the only building not made of primarily wood. Instead, it had been adorned with golden and emerald decals, with great gilded gates that remained closed as the Lizardmen and the son approached. Whas'Intun paused, unsheathed his sword from his back, and dropped it onto a thick crimson rug. Outside of the gates was a bowl with an ashy blue substance in it. Whas'Intun stuck two fingers out into the powder and drew with them, on the back of his palm, three intricate and detailed symbols. They were Lizardman glyphs, meaning "WAR".

   "You are about to meet the Harussssspex. He hasssss been here, on thisssss isssssland, far longer than any of usssss have. And if our theoriesssss are right…He'll be here long after. I lead here, but he helpsssss greatly. He isssss not unlike a Ssssslan in hisssss ability, though...Well, you'll sssssee."    Whas'Intun stepped aside, clearing a path to the bowl for the father and son duo.    "We approach him bearing a mark of what we know bessssst. Think of it asssss…An introduction. He doesssss not know where you have been, or what you have done. Everything elssssse, though…He ssssseesssss it."    The Seraphon paused for a moment, looking to Dav'Cairo and then back to Axel'Sonyo, speaking with not a drop of offense and merely curiosity.    "Doesssss he know the language?"   

Archive Burnt

Edited by BoniniBanana on Apr 3rd 2023 at 3:30:05 AM

The Realm of Malal

Kaaleb looked to them, monstrous in their own rights. He had chosen well.

Unlike Cyrus, too afraid of failure.

Unlike Tighnari, too afraid of pain.

Unlike V102, who was just as far gone as a Typhon thrall.

There was hatred in their eyes. Emptiness. Apathy.

Awakening.

   "The children of the taproot cry out for salvation. The Mekansm, The Church, Live Legna. They all promise life. Yet bring only death.   

   You both have had enough death. You've both had enough life. I offer the alternative. The truth. A shape which will see the end, and the suffering will end with it.   

   I know how you both struggle to find joy. Satisfaction. In a world that grinds you away. One, chased by the Warrior of The Stars, always to grasp victory yet never wield it. The other constantly searching for something, constantly searching for company, willing to help but robbed of Catharsis."   

Their layered voice felt agreeable and yet intoxicating. Like a negative feedback loop, rolling them around in their own bitterness before words so seductive in their weight from Kaaleb as he finally tilted his head slight to the side, the smoke faintly flowing with the head tilt as he stated directly into their cores.

   "It is an injustice, let me help."   

Edited by ArbiterOfTheBog on Apr 1st 2023 at 7:07:30 AM

Realm of Bad (in spanish)

Kove said nothing and simply continued to stare ahead, his vision fixed down the hallway. He was…Not entirely incorrect in his assessment of the golem, and that told him quite a bit. That unlike so many others who paraded about, noisily waving their banners of fake truths and hollow promises, perhaps this man was different. Perhaps he had what it took to truly mean what he was saying.

"How could you help?" Kove asked, more intrigued than anything now.

Edited by ISZATSO on Apr 1st 2023 at 10:08:37 AM

Malal's Minecraft Realm

Zero's singular eye narrowed at the mention of a certain pinkie. Kaaleb certainly nailed it on the head. He waited for him to finish before giving him a more curious look.

   "Cooperation isn't something I have ever considered before."    Zero stated plainly.    "So I am curious what sort of assistance you have in mind to convince me."   

Previous

Abeloth snaps to her feet the instant Star Knight takes off, releasing a guttural Force Scream that echoes across the landscape to throw off the spears headed straight for the eldritch abomination. She stumbles forward a few steps, pushing a tentacled hand out toward Star Knight to block the dive kick.

While Abeloth is the antithesis of the Force, her body's durability harbors none of the same strength. As such, Star Knight's dive kick tears through Abeloth's arm and straight into her skull. Gore flies around, the spears slicing up Abeloth's walking corpse. An instant later, all the gore coalesces back together to recreate an unharmed Abeloth.

   "WHY?!"   

She shouts, erecting a Force barrier to block the blow from the Rainbow Sword, which expands into a sphere around Abeloth. The following shrapnel from the spears is drawn into the barrier, which begins to swirl violently. The Force sphere takes off away from Abeloth, heading straight toward Star Knight.

Whether it collided or not, the moment it made impact anywhere it would explode violently, sending the shrapnel careening for miles. Abeloth follows up this throw by releasing another Force Scream at Star Knight, shooting her tentacled hands out to spray uncontrolled Force Lightning.

Her neck begins to stretch, the revolting sound of snapping bone and torn flesh following suit.

Realm of Malal

Kaaleb tilted his head back the other way, somehow his eyes unflinching as they scooped in on the two before Kaaleb walked forward. Well, more accurately, glided across the floor, a black haze with muddled gold light following behind as his head billowed out more smoke, taking the form of neutral, near featureless faces as he stood mere inches away from them. Hands together as he spoke up, his scholarly and welcoming tone not changing in the slightest.

   "I will elevate you. New forms. New strengths. But it must be done in the name of the Final Truth. The truth you both seek. What reality itself seems destined to search for. This truth... Will save you. But it means no gods. No idols. We are unto ourselves the mastera of fate. But we must see that the future before us must be paved in understanding of finality. Of that crushing weight. That is all you need to do. Serve the final truth, and you will be rewarded."   

Magolor SEX?

Lives: 52

Magolor SEX puts up one last barrier at the last second, shuddering against the combined force of his foes' attacks.

Just then, Omor jabs him with a knife from behind, breaking his concentration and allowing the attacks to strike. As he is consumed in energy and explosions, he screams,    "FUCKING FEMBOOOOOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYSSSSSSSSS...!"   

All fades to white. The silhouette of the Master Crown, warped and twisted into a new form, flashes in the light with claps like thunder.

Magolor's normal squeaky voice speaks out.

"I didn't want this..."

"All I wanted was to do a little bit of trolling."

"The Master Crown's corruption... it's too strong. I can't contain... the silliness..."

"Please, you have to stop-"

   "I'M EATING YOUR SOUL GRAAAAAAAH‼️"   

A bazillion more thunderclaps happen in a split second as if glitching out before-

The true final battle with Magolor Sus has begun.

Magolor Sus HP: 999

C-L-O-W-N-E-D

Jesse dies because of an heart attack and respawn with Gus...

But something has changed.

The area around the portal has become dark, endless night reaching out to choke the sun and place the land beneath the cold grip of Darkness itself. The alpha and the omega. What came before light and life and what light and life will inevitably return to. Startled, the respawning Jesse and Gus arm themselves in preparation of a new enemy... but find a new ally instead.

Hovering upon a gigantic moon, his back turned to the group, stands Walter, black mist leaking out of his back like fog, creating a long shadow cloak billowing in the cold night wind. As the shadow reach out to engulf more stars, truly leaving out naught but the gigantic moon as an actual source of light, Walt decide to reach out for the last star. The last sun, the source of light itself.

He hold it between his index and his middle fingers in casual disinterest, before crushing it beneath his fingers.

I take it you have... dug up the dead meme, Mister White.

   Ayo, time to kick ass alright?!   

Walter once again does not reply. He simply look up and let out a long breath, the shadows eventually overwhelming and consuming the moon, leaving Walter alone within the dark. Then, with but a desire, the lightless world bend to his will, the shadows seeping into Walter, stars and moon returning to be absorbed into the former human chemist's body. His cloak becomes bigger, far bigger. So big that as it billows, more stars even seem to be trapped within, one easily mistaking the inside of Walter's coat for the night sky itself.

Then, Walter take a step...

And end up in front of Jesse and Gus before they even realize it.

N...Nani?! Even with my Colonel Sandervistan...

   y-yo what is-    What is going on?! Jesse yells, as even those shadows are drained away. Solemnly, Walter stands, head looking down at the ground.

... Time to kick ass? ... Wrong, Jesse.

It's Morbin' Time

   "MY ARCHENEMY REBORN! DIEEEEEEE!"    Magolor Sus roars at Waltius as he enters the fray, launching meteors and death lasers and even holy crosses!

'Guess I'll have to morb you then. Waltius throws his head back and roar with an inhumanly low tone, pitch-black darkness erupting everywhere around him like an aura as the world becomes night, Waltius's power infecting reality to cast an eternal darkness. Lowering his head and walking calmly, his fists to the side, Waltius's dark aura reach out like tendrils, destroys the beams, meteors and crosses aside from one, which he grabs bare-handed, casting a dismissive look at the item, raising it over his head and melting it, with him drinking the melted cross as it seeps down his throat.

There is only one God in this reality. And you're standing in His way.

   "I-IMPOSSIBLE! NOTHING IS THAT POWERFUL!"   

Magolor Sus howls back at Waltius and unleashes a single giant energy wave!

You were correct... until two seconds ago Accelerating, Waltius's image becomes a blur before he vanishes, the ground at his feet (😳) exploding entirely, sheer friction causing a mass of lava to sweep across the entire battlefield, the tsunami of lava only growing wider and wider as it goes in the distance. Yet, as quickly as it comes, the lava goes away: Waltius's speed carve a path open across it, splitting the lava sea in half with a colossal split, easily big enough to fit some city-blocks inside.

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP

Waltius spins before trying to flip to hit Magolor Sus with a tornado kick, spinning in place over him for a sec before being blown upwards by his momentum, spinning back and forth again. After reaching high enough, Waltius claps his hands together and roar, gathering a massive amount of black energy overhead.

EEEYYYAAAHHHHHHH! Waltius blasts down at Magolor SUS with several powerful beams of black energy at once, attempting to pound him with energy blasts the size of hills!

Magolor Sus roars in agony as each impact shakes the pocket dimension, sending waves of destruction rippling throughout the cosmos, and he is finally vaporized by the dark energy beams!

   "MORBIUUUUUS... MOOORBIUUUS... YOU WERE THE WORST ROOOOOOMMAAAAAAAAAAAAATE...!"   

What's wrong, Magolor? Couldn't keep track of my location, despite the clapping of my dummy thicc asscheeks? Waltius boasts, smiling in triumph

Edited by Bolded1 on Apr 1st 2023 at 10:07:31 AM

And then Walter wakes up in the middle of an Unrealistic Black Hole conjured by Magolor Sus as it tears him apart.

That entire Morbius sequence was in his head and a giant star-shaped vortex is currently trying to engulf and destroy Magolor Sus's enemies, its gravitational force folding the very world in around itself.

Vs. Magolor SUS

Zangeese gets swallowed by the corrupted Magolor's vortex, losing a life in the process. Oops...

Trying to save his own bacon, Zangeese tries to use a barrage of Psycho Energy-infused Reppukens and Shippukens to overwhelm the susman. Be bop bop bop

Edited by josh6243 on Apr 1st 2023 at 2:04:38 AM

Realm of Malal

   "Hm. I couldn't care less about gods or idols."    Zero says, glaring.    "Nothing but a crutch fleeting creatures cling to in an attempt to stave off their inevitable end along with their universe's own."   

   "If I understand you correctly. You intend me to simply continue what I already have been working towards."    Zero says, eye now in a more neutral expression.    "Something I might find agreeable after a demonstration of your 'help'."   

Vs. Magolor SUS

"Well sla-" Crosscut says before also dying horribly. He respawns and then re-enters in helicopter mode, firing missiles at the sussy baka.